4 Steps to Dysfunction Songtext
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4 Steps to Dysfunction Songtext
I will hunt you down and I will crush you
You will never work in this town
Alright, trust me, I can turn people into god
And I can turn you into a total fucking loser if you weren′t one already
Thousands of people die every day
But you put one dead body in the middle of a busy street and it makes people crazy
You can smell the fear
Two point four kids riding in your Volvo
A Kodak moment for the world to share
Mommy's in the kitchen, cooking up a pot pie
Watching "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire"
Little Johnny′s in his room loading up a 12 gauge
Jenny's in her room smoking crack
What happened to your precious little family now?
The devil slithered in when you turned your back
Step one, I want you to bleed for me
Step two, I want you to kill for the thrill of it
Step three, I want you to love the taste of murder
Step four, I want you to die
You can confess your sins and beg for absolution
I'm clean
But you′re in this position because you′re not telling the truth
Thousands of people die every day
Thousands of people forgot to live
Millions of dollars wasted on our egos
Not enough money to buy salvation with
Always want to put your two cents in
Always quick to snatch it right back
Always bitching about the state of the world today
But you can only see the world in white and black
Two point four kids getting on your nerves
Two point four kids to neglect
Two point four kids have no mind of their own
Two point four kids refuse to give respect
Step one, I want you to bleed for me
Step two, I want you to kill for the thrill of it
Step three, I want you to love the taste of murder
Step four, I want you to die
What's the matter mommy?
What′s the matter daddy?
Has mommy's little monster
Took another gun to class?
What′s the matter mommy?
What's the matter daddy?
Has daddy′s little angel
Grown up way too fast?
What's the matter mommy?
What's the matter daddy?
Is mommy′s little monster
Giving you nightmares
What′s the matter mommy?
What's the matter daddy?
Has daddy′s little angel
Become an object of despair?
Step one, I want you to bleed for me
Step two, I want you to kill for the thrill of it
Step three, I want you to love the taste of murder
Step four, I want you to die
You are guilty of inhumanity to your fellow man
I will hunt you down and I will crush you
You will never work in this town
Alright, trust me, I can turn people into gods
And I can turn you into a total fucking loser if you weren't one already
Tactical
Step one, I want you to bleed for me
Step two, I want you to kill for the thrill of it
Step three, I want you to love the taste of murder
Step four, I want you to die
Step one, I want you to bleed for me
Step two, I want you to kill for the thrill of it
Step three, I want you to love the taste of murder
Step four, I want you to die
Thousands of people die every day
But you put one dead body in the middle of a busy street and it makes people crazy
You can smell the fear
You will never work in this town
Alright, trust me, I can turn people into god
And I can turn you into a total fucking loser if you weren′t one already
Thousands of people die every day
But you put one dead body in the middle of a busy street and it makes people crazy
You can smell the fear
Two point four kids riding in your Volvo
A Kodak moment for the world to share
Mommy's in the kitchen, cooking up a pot pie
Watching "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire"
Little Johnny′s in his room loading up a 12 gauge
Jenny's in her room smoking crack
What happened to your precious little family now?
The devil slithered in when you turned your back
Step one, I want you to bleed for me
Step two, I want you to kill for the thrill of it
Step three, I want you to love the taste of murder
Step four, I want you to die
You can confess your sins and beg for absolution
I'm clean
But you′re in this position because you′re not telling the truth
Thousands of people die every day
Thousands of people forgot to live
Millions of dollars wasted on our egos
Not enough money to buy salvation with
Always want to put your two cents in
Always quick to snatch it right back
Always bitching about the state of the world today
But you can only see the world in white and black
Two point four kids getting on your nerves
Two point four kids to neglect
Two point four kids have no mind of their own
Two point four kids refuse to give respect
Step one, I want you to bleed for me
Step two, I want you to kill for the thrill of it
Step three, I want you to love the taste of murder
Step four, I want you to die
What's the matter mommy?
What′s the matter daddy?
Has mommy's little monster
Took another gun to class?
What′s the matter mommy?
What's the matter daddy?
Has daddy′s little angel
Grown up way too fast?
What's the matter mommy?
What's the matter daddy?
Is mommy′s little monster
Giving you nightmares
What′s the matter mommy?
What's the matter daddy?
Has daddy′s little angel
Become an object of despair?
Step one, I want you to bleed for me
Step two, I want you to kill for the thrill of it
Step three, I want you to love the taste of murder
Step four, I want you to die
You are guilty of inhumanity to your fellow man
I will hunt you down and I will crush you
You will never work in this town
Alright, trust me, I can turn people into gods
And I can turn you into a total fucking loser if you weren't one already
Tactical
Step one, I want you to bleed for me
Step two, I want you to kill for the thrill of it
Step three, I want you to love the taste of murder
Step four, I want you to die
Step one, I want you to bleed for me
Step two, I want you to kill for the thrill of it
Step three, I want you to love the taste of murder
Step four, I want you to die
Thousands of people die every day
But you put one dead body in the middle of a busy street and it makes people crazy
You can smell the fear
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